The growth system comes at the age of 30

Chapter 267 Husband? Husband! (4.3K)

As usual, Chen Jingle woke up before 6 a.m. sharp.

Seeing Li Beixing's face so close in the darkness, feeling her warm breath and the touch of her skin, felt like a dream.

This feeling is so strange, it's hard to describe.

Chen Jingle just watched her quietly.

Li Beixing woke up groggily when her eyelashes fluttered.

Half asleep and half awake, she noticed Chen Jingle's gaze. Her mind went blank for a moment, and she subconsciously asked, "What time is it?"

Chen Jingle picked up her phone from the bedside table and glanced at it: "6:23."

"It's past 6 o'clock... Aren't you going out for exercise today?"

Li Beixing finally remembered what had happened last night, and with great effort opened one eye, placing her hand on his neck.

Chen Jingle smiled and said, "I'm not going. I'm afraid you won't see me when you wake up."

"..."

That despicable man, all he does is talk a good game!
Li Beixing's lips curled up, he squinted his eyes and leaned closer, nuzzling around like a little pig.

Chen Jingle let her nuzzle for a while before lowering his head to kiss her forehead: "You can continue sleeping, I'll get up and make breakfast."

He rarely makes breakfast at home. For the past six months, he has almost always eaten at the teachers' college cafeteria or picked up a portion on his way back from grocery shopping.

We're making an exception today.

Li Beixing hummed twice and hugged him tightly, not letting him leave: "Lie down a little longer. Anyway, there's only one class in the morning, so it's not too late to go later."

"Are you sure it's okay? I mean, I'm still going to work today." Chen Jingle's expression was hesitant.

Li Beixing's pretty face flushed slightly: "It's alright, I should be able to move around normally, as long as the range of motion isn't too great."

Chen Jingle hesitated for two seconds: "Don't push yourself. It's okay to take a day off if you're not feeling well."

"I told you everything's fine~" Teacher Li hid her face under the blanket, feeling so embarrassed.

Chen Jingle chuckled softly without a sound.

I got out of bed and tucked her in, then gathered up the clothes that had fallen to the floor, got dressed, and went downstairs.

Li Beixing peeked her head out from under the covers, her face blushing shyly.

Although... well, anyway, it takes time to get used to it.

I stared at the ceiling for a while before remembering my phone on the bedside table. I picked it up and saw a message I hadn't had time to read last night—it was from my mother.

Remember to take safety precautions!

Li Beixing: "..."

Of course she knows!
The medicine is ready; we'll take it later.

Then I felt a little uneasy, wondering what my parents' expressions would be when I got home.

Disappointed? Sighing? Angry at their lack of ambition?

Thinking of this, his expression immediately became conflicted, and the courage he had last night vanished in an instant.

"It's okay, I'm 26 years old, it's normal to stay at a friend's house for one night now and then."

Li Beixing comforted himself in this way.

……

For breakfast, I cooked red date and longan eight-treasure porridge.

Chen Jingle had a whole bag of pre-packaged eight-treasure porridge at home. Red dates and longan were added separately, along with a small piece of brown sugar for flavoring.

Eight-treasure porridge is good for replenishing qi and calming the mind. The added red dates and longan also replenish qi and blood. With the appropriate intake of sugar, it can make people feel happy. A bowl of this porridge is perfect for drinking in the morning.

After cooking, I ladled out two bowls to cool, then went upstairs to see if Teacher Li had gotten up yet.

As a result, I saw that Teacher Li had fallen asleep again, or rather, he was dozing off. When I heard him open the door and come in, I groggily opened my eyes again.

"Get up and have breakfast." Chen Jingle squatted down and leaned over the edge of the bed.

"Ugh~ I don't want to get up~"

Teacher Li's lazy, coquettish voice is absolutely sweet to the bone.

Chen Jingle smiled and reached out to pinch her nose: "Little Li Beixing, be good, get up and eat breakfast first, then come back to sleep."

Li Beixing frowned and pouted, pushing his hand away: "Then help me get dressed~"

"it is good!"

Chen Jingle looked down and searched for the clothes she had taken off last night, only to find that every single piece was wrinkled, which was embarrassing.

I had no choice but to ask, "Can I wear mine?"

"Hmm~"

Li Beixing wanted to laugh when he heard this.

After a rustling sound, Chen Jingle changed her into his own clothes, a long-sleeved shirt that looked like a dress on Li Beixing.

"Pick me up~"

"it is good!"

Chen Jingle reached under Li Beixing's armpits and knees and lifted her up in his arms.

Li Beixing wrapped her arms around his neck, then suddenly remembered something, her cheeks burning, and asked cautiously, "Husband?"

"Ok?"

Chen Jingle paused, slightly taken aback, and subconsciously grinned.

"husband!"

"Ok!"

"Husband~"

"here I am!"

"..."

Li Beixing reached out and hugged him, chuckling foolishly.

……

After breakfast, take a short rest.

After washing and drying the clothes, Chen Jingle changed them back into them and then drove Li Beixing to school.

Before getting off the bus, he couldn't help but ask one more time: "Are you sure everything is okay?"

"Stop nagging!" Li Beixing scolded. "Remember to pick me up at noon!"

"Yeah. I know."

She decided not to cook lunch at home but to eat at Li Beixing's house instead, because she was afraid of being scolded when she got home and decided to use Chen Jingle as a shield.

Chen Jingle was also scratching his head in frustration.

I just slept with someone's daughter last night, and now I'm showing up in front of my future in-laws today. I feel like I'm going to be in even worse shape.

"Forget it, we'll figure it out when the time comes. We'll deal with it then."

Old Li probably wouldn't resort to violence; at most, his future mother-in-law might give him a hard time.

The moment Li Beixing appeared in the teachers' office, everyone could clearly sense that she was a little different today.

She was clearly in a great mood, looking radiant, which was quite surprising.

Countless male teachers, while harboring admiration, could only feel heartbroken.

Everyone already knows that Ms. Li has a boyfriend. She's already taken, so it would be impolite to pursue her any further.

Someone remarked in surprise, "It's rare for Teacher Li to arrive so late."

"I accidentally overslept," Li Beixing chuckled.

"Beixing seems to be in a good mood today. Is something making you happy?"

Li Shanghu, the homeroom teacher and math teacher of Class 1, asked curiously.

"Huh? Really?" Li Beixing was stunned, feeling guilty.

"It's obvious. Ask everyone, and you haven't stopped smiling since you came in," another teacher said with a laugh.

"Uh," Li Beixing could only give a vague answer: "It was my boyfriend's birthday yesterday, and I gave him a gift. He was very happy. He was happy, so naturally I was happy too."

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately asked curiously, "Is it your boyfriend's birthday? What did you give him?"

"I gave him a Switch game console; most boys like that," Li Beixing replied with a slight smile.

Hearing this, the young male teachers in the office were even more envious.

It wasn't just about a Switch; it was also about envying someone who had a girlfriend who respected their interests and hobbies—something many men longed for but couldn't have. "I don't understand. I'm too old; there's a generation gap with you young people," an older teacher shook his head.

Mr. Zhou, who teaches geography, chimed in: "I know this. It's made by Nintendo, the company that makes games in China. The Subor game console, which was very popular in China before, was a copy of them. The Switch is a handheld console."

Another teacher said, "I think I saw the neighbor's kid playing with one. How much does one cost? If my son does well on his exams, I'll buy him one too."

Li Beixing blinked: "The price has come down now, the cheapest seems to be less than 2000, but you can't just buy the handheld console, you have to pay extra to play many games. Also, if you really plan to buy one, don't buy the Chinese version, you can't play many games, and it will be hard to resell it."

She naturally bought Chen Jingle the high-end version, and also bought a few game cartridges so they could play together through a family membership later.

"Ah? Is that so?"

The price of 2000 yuan is indeed a deterrent for many people. After all, for most wage earners, a mobile phone can last for several years with 2000 yuan, while spending 2000 yuan on a game console and then having to spend money on games afterwards is a bit hard to bear.

This kind of thinking is normal.

Console games are not mainstream in China to begin with, and even the PC game market is shrinking. Mobile games are the trend.

However, Li Beixing didn't know much about it either. She didn't play many games; she only knew about it by surfing the internet.

Seeing that the conversation was gradually shifting to family education, Li Beixing breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, he secretly reminded himself to keep a low profile and not to be too flamboyant, lest people notice something amiss.

……

at the same time,

Chen Jingle arrived at the studio.

Instead of rushing to fulfill customer orders, he thought things through, spread out a sheet of Xuan paper, and wrote a short poem.

Thirty years have passed since I played the iron pipa, yet my temples remain gray despite the changing landscape.

The sparks of life extinguish the cold night, and a field of dawn will be planted once more.

As for the title—

"Let's call it 'Walking Without Confusion'!" From today onwards, I'm approaching forty.

(I was never really satisfied with the limerick I wrote for my birthday, but after Deepseek came out, I had it help me revise a couple of lines, and I think it turned out pretty good.)
As the saying goes, yesterday's events are like yesterday's death, and today's events are like today's birth. Chen Jingle, now in his thirties, has a deeper understanding of the first 31 years of his life.

I hope that starting today, I can face life with a more positive and optimistic attitude, and I also hope to walk hand in hand with Teacher Li to create a better life.

Satisfied, he put away the poem and then took out his drawing board and paints.

I'm going to draw a picture of Ms. Li, the girl with the gold-rimmed glasses, dressed like last night.

Li Beixing's image left a deep impression on him, perfectly matching all his fantasies, clearly indicating that he had been prepared for this for a long time.

Faced with such a perfect teacher as Ms. Li, why not project her image onto the drawing paper!
This time, the traditional Chinese painting style is not suitable; instead, a realistic watercolor portrait style will be adopted.

After layers of coloring, the overall picture gives people a warm color tone, which is pleasing to the eye, and every detail is exquisite.

After all, he knew Li Beixing well enough, or rather, no one knew Teacher Li better than him!

Especially the eyes.

Chen Jingle's depiction of eyes is absolutely masterful.

The Li Beixing he depicted exudes a captivating beauty, with tender, gentle eyes that sparkle like they did last night.

Even Chen Jingle himself was pleasantly surprised after finishing the painting.

"Indeed, artistic creation requires a strong creative desire."

This painting is clearly only suitable for Teacher Li; it could be considered as a birthday gift or for another important holiday.

Let's keep it for now, and frame it for her later when she needs it.

I put down my paintbrush, checked the time, and realized it was almost time to pick up Teacher Li from get off work.

Let's go, grab the keys and head out!
……

First, I went to No. 8 Middle School to pick up Teacher Li after class.

I also sent a message to Chen Qiyun saying that I wouldn't be home to cook lunch today and that she should go home and eat by herself.

We bought some fruit along the way, and also brought some other gifts.

Although Sister Qin always politely says that it's enough to just show up and there's no need to bring gifts, there's no reason to visit empty-handed.

He always brings some fruit or snacks, and this time was no exception.

"Hello, Sister Qin, I'm bothering you again." Chen Jingle smiled apologetically.

Jiang Zhiqin had some complaints about her daughter not coming home at night, but when she saw her future son-in-law arriving with bags and bags of gifts, she could only glare at her daughter secretly before putting on a smile.

"I've said it so many times, just come, no need to bring any gifts."

"Yes, yes, it's fine, it's nothing valuable."

Aunt Wang looked at her future son-in-law with a smile. She hadn't seen Li Beixing at home when she came over in the morning, so she probably guessed what had happened.

The atmosphere was a bit strange, but at least they maintained a facade of peace and friendliness.

When Li Qiguang returned, he didn't say anything, just nodded and went straight into the study.

Chen Jingle quickly followed, bringing along a calligraphy piece he had written that morning, hoping it would save him from getting beaten up.

After they both went upstairs, Jiang Zhiqin looked at her daughter and said, "As long as you don't regret it."

Li Beixing pouted slightly and snuggled into her mother's arms.

Of course she wouldn't regret it.

If she regrets it someday and breaks up with him, it only proves that she was blind and chose the wrong person.

That day will definitely never come!
She wanted to prove to her parents that she was no longer the little girl who knew nothing and could only rely on her parents for everything.

She has her own path to walk in life.

She will start a new family with someone she loves and have a new life. She will learn to be a good mother, just like her own mother.

Jiang Zhiqin sighed silently.

After thinking for a moment, she asked, "Have you two talked about marriage?"

"Not yet." Li Beixing blinked.

Jiang Zhiqin said, "It's okay to mention it appropriately, but of course, if you feel it's too urgent, you can wait."

Li Beixing dared not say that she didn't want to wait at all, and even wanted to secretly steal her family's household registration book and get a marriage certificate with Chen Jingle right now.

But if that happened, her mother would definitely beat her to death, and then her father would beat Chen Jingle to death, and then bury the two of them, one in the North Pole and the other in the South Pole.

I could only vaguely say, "I plan to discuss it with him first, and then tell both sets of parents, rather than having both sets of parents sit down together to bargain, that would be too ugly."

Jiang Zhiqin stroked her daughter's hair and said softly, "Now that you have an idea, go for it. Mom and Dad will always be your strong support."

"thanks Mom!"

Li Beixing's eyes were a little red.

In the study, after Chen Jingle presented his calligraphy, his father-in-law was so engrossed in admiring the work that he barely paid him any attention and didn't mention Li Beixing's overnight absence at all.

Or perhaps they never intended to pursue the matter in the first place.

The lunch that followed went fairly smoothly, so I guess I passed the test.

The two exchanged a quick glance and both breathed a sigh of relief.

……

Dinner was at Chen Jingle's house.

In the afternoon, Chen Zhenwei and Liu Yuehua finally returned after spending a week playing outside.

Returning from the snow-covered ancient capital of the Central Plains to Jiangbei, where only short-sleeved shirts are required, is quite a change.

Fortunately, there's no time difference in China.

The two were incredibly happy to be able to eat their son's cooking again, finally free from eating noodles.

Next, we distributed the various gifts brought back from the trip.

The gifts given to Li Beixing's parents were Dukang wine and whole peony flower tea. Although the two sides had not met yet, it was always good to be polite.

What was given to Li Beixing was a small Bian embroidery fan, embroidered with a golden phoenix, which was very beautiful.

Li Beixing liked it very much.

What was given to Chen Jingle was a copy of the Qingming Scroll, which was somewhat perfunctory.

It's clearly a modern piece, but considering that his parents really didn't know what to get him, and knowing that their son likes to draw, they decided to listen to the tour guide and buy him a painting of "Along the River During the Qingming Festival," which makes sense.

Chen Jingle didn't care; the important thing was that his parents were happy.

After going out and seeing the world, I can clearly feel that my energy and spirit are quite different.

Next, we need to prepare for the store opening tomorrow.

All is ready except for the opportunity.

(End of this chapter)